It really is the little things that count. Those few sentences spoken in hushed tones at just the right moment can make all the difference in the world.
As a big talker who could probably benefit from listening more sometimes, it’s easy for me to forget sometimes that what I say can have an enormous effect on others. And yet I can recall conversations from decades ago which helped me find strength–so victory was born, as they say, even in the darkest hour.
I’ve been thinking about it as I momentarily reflect on things just this week… said at the right moment were a soothing balm to my frazzled nerves. I don’t know if I’ll remember them in a week or a year or a decade–but I wouldn’t be too surprised if I pulled them out of the reserves of my memory right when I need them most.
I think Emily Dickinson said it best:
“A WORD is dead
When it is said,
I say it just
Begins to live
What seeds will you sow?